| For once, there is nothing up my sleeve
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| Just some scars from a life that used to trouble me
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| I used to run at first sight of the sun
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| Now I lay here waiting for you to wake up
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| The city outside still sounds like it’s on fire
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| You put on new sheets, the white flag of a Saturday night
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| I know we stayed up talking in circles
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| But I like to think the symmetry will keep me close to you
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| For everyone I’m out to prove wrong, you keep the light on
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| The only one, you know me better than the truth
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| So, despite what I’ve done, I pray to God
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| That we can move on
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| 'Cause thus far you are the best thing that
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| This life has yet to lose and
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| For once, there is nothing up my sleeve
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| Just some scars from a life that used to trouble me
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| I used to run at first sight of the sun
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| Now I lay here waiting for you to wake up
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| I lay here waiting for you to wake up
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| So if you’re gonna leave, if you’re gonna go
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| I can’t bear to sleep without you in my arms
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| I know we got caught up
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| Sifting through a crowd of pebbles and lures
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| But you must not let them take you
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| They don’t know you like I do
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| For once, there is nothing up my sleeve
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| Just some scars from a life that used to trouble me
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| I used to run at first sight of the sun
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| Now I lay here waiting for you to wake up
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| I lay here waiting for you to wake up
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| Do you remember when we stayed up
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| 'Til the sun stretched through the room?
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| I used to blame it on the queens walkin' down 7th Avenue
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| It’s been years now since we moved
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| I’ve gotten good with an excuse
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| You know I try not to speak superlatives
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| But it’s impossible with you
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| The city outside is nothin' but a flicker now
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| You see your friends to bed, you turn out the lights
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| I start to think you’ll make a beautiful mother, I
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| I like to think I have everything I want from this life |